He groans as I writhe beneath him and pumps his hips slower, deeper.
His hot tongue swipes up my throat. “Oh baby, I like when you talk like that. It’s so fucking hot.” His sweat drips down his temple to his chin.
I’m overcome with his thick birchwood scent as he ruts into me. My orgasm builds and it gets closer and closer to peaking before he stops and abruptly pulls out of me. I’m empty for all but a moment, then he’s picking me up by my waist, sitting down on the couch and placing me back over his soaking wet cock.
My eyes linger on his girth, pulsing beneath me and showing me exactly how excited he is to be back inside me. He releases me and spreads his arms over the back of the couch, a smug grin on his lips. This side of him is so unhinged. It’s the hottest and most euphoric thing I’ve ever experienced.
“Go ahead,” he urges, eyes flicking down to his cock then back to me.
My smile must be sinister because his brow raises tensely as I place my hands around his throat and slowly seat myself back over his dick. The pressure I grip his neck with gets harder the further I sink over his cock.
“Fuuuck, choke me, Emery. Make me shoot my cum inside you like a good little soldier.” His eyes are hooded as he watches me fuck and choke him. In this position, his dick is almost too much to take. The pleasure has my eyes lolling as our moans softly permeate the air between us. I can tell he’s close when he grips the back of the couch harder and the arteries in his neck bulge with restraint.
“Already almost done?” I say slyly.
Cameron’s eyes narrow with the challenge and his hands come down on my waist, pulling me hard so I’m completely seated on his cock. My back arches as he pistons his hips intome. I cry out at the pressure. It feels so fucking good my eyes roll to the back of my head.
“You ready to take my seed, Em? I won’t stop until you’re soaking my dick with your sweet come.” He grinds our hips together and the friction against my clit while completely seated on his length pushes my orgasm over the edge. I grip his wrists as he continues to rock me through it. My moans are embarrassingly loud, but the rattling of the train drowns them out and I couldn’t give less of a shit right now if anyone heard us.
“Cameron,” I whimper, coming down hard and letting my chest collide with his.
He thrusts into me a few more times before holding me down over him. His whole body tenses and he becomes so still that I can actually feel his throbbing cock pulsing his come deep inside me. His groan is low and feral, setting something loose in me that I didn’t know existed. I shut my eyes and revel in the feeling of him in my lower abdomen.
His hand presses against my stomach, adding pressure and drawing my eyes down. There’s a small bump where the tip of his dick is.
His voice is nothing short of dominating. “I’ve never been able to see my cock through someone’s abdomen before.” He pushes on it again, and the pressure has my walls clenching over his stillveryerect dick. We both moan.
“Stop doing that,” I say with a smile, batting his hand away. He looks up at me, and just as he does we break free of the tunnel and sunlight hits those sage eyes of his like a sliver of heaven. He stares at me like I’m some grim ethereal being too. The mania in his eyes has faded.
After a moment, I come to my senses and realize we’re gawking at each other. Slowly, I rise off him, wincing at the soreness that’s already between my thighs.Great, I’ll be feeling this all throughout the first trial.
I intend to sit on the other side of the sofa, but Cameron sets his hand on my lower back and holds me against his chest. He tips us back until we’re lying naked on the couch together with me wrapped in his arms. I consider trying to leave his embrace, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy the warmth of it.
“I’m not trying tosugar you up,you know,” I retort, irritated that he’d assume as much. His hand traces softly over my shoulder blade. I’ve never let myself fall this vulnerable to another person before. I’ve never been held delicately or stared upon the way Cameron studies me.
It makes me feel weak.
I wonder if it makes him feel the same way.
He takes a deep breath and curls a strand of my hair around his finger. “I know.” His voice is low and soft. He doesn’t try elaborating, nor do I ask him to.
We both know he’s losing it.
15
EMERY
At some pointI must’ve surrendered to my exhaustion, because I wake to my body hitting the ground as the compartment rattles.
Panic races through my veins, and I’m met with Cameron breathing heavily over me, his eyes wide with confusion. I quickly scoot back until I’m out from beneath him. His dulled eyes follow me like a soulless beast’s would.
“Cameron,” I say sharply, but he stares straight through me.
A pang of hurt tears through my heart seeing him like this. He’s clearly not himself. A stream of blood drips down his lips and rolls off his chin. He crawls toward me, lethal intent heavy in his sunken eyes.
I set my hand behind me, feeling something clunky in his bag. The familiar sound of pills rattling hits me.This might work.
He lowers to where his pants lie and unsheathes his combat knife from its slip. My heart stammers as he grins ominously at me.
